Day 19 - A picture of yourself when you were little.

Really little, and then at Junior school, so I should think I was about 8?

You wouldn't think that my life would turn out to be as sorrowful as it has in places from looking at that picture.  If I could go back in time though, I wouldn't change anything.  Rich always told me everything happens for a reason.

*hug*

So much to write

Brownie camp turns out to be a lot of fun.

DVLA get me riled up and then we get to the bottom of the situation.

Scotty's Little Soldiers turns out to be close to home - and to ask an impossible question.

I've made hot whoopie.

Life is life, and could be so much worse. I think about last year, and how i felt, and how complicated everything was, and how much it hurt, and i am glad i am not in that place. I didn't note the 17th on here this month. I noted it in my heart, my mind, my head, my soul, but not on here. Obviously, I'm now doing it, acknowledging it, but it mattered that i didn't do it here.

So all of this will get a post later. Maybe even its own post. Right now, I have lunches to prep!